You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
You can't and will not escape
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me